Chapter 496 496: Why Won't I Die
"Why won't I die?"
Yeah that was a question he really should be asking himself. He was never the most resilient in life until the event. And since then everything that would have killed others could just never kill him. Cole was almost never as strong as his main opponents, what should be certain death had always turned out to be overwhelming victory.
Perhaps it would be a different thing today. But still, Cole doubted that even if he couldn't fight back, his body would make it easy for Azrael to kill him. Immortality? A Deus Ex Machina? Plot Armor? It could be anything, but one thing was for sure, Cole might die here today, but he's definitely not going to make it easy on Azrael.
"F-fuck you!"
Cole said to Azrael', loving the look of fury on his face as the assassin smashed his leg into Cole's face, breaking his jaw and removing more than a few teeth. One of the stats that Azrael has is a stat called Physical. Without question, even though they both had the kinetic stat, Azrael' was stronger, much more stronger than Cole. Which meant the impacts of his hits, even one as mundane as a kick to the face would cause a lot of damage.
But there in lays the problem….Cole was not ordinary. As he was kicked and blasted into a house, Cole was sure his battered body had smashed through a few other zombies before coming to a stop in the next street. His body peeling as it scrapped the tarred ground.
"You should die, you should die soon." Azrael' said as he appeared in front of Cole who started chuckling at the assassin, inciting him even further.
"Do you think I really can't kill you!" Cole shook his head as his jaw locked back into place and brand new teeth rapidly grew to replaced the ones he has lost. Azrael, so lost in his rage, completely overwhelmed by the onslaught of negative emotions when he was so used to feeling none. Could not pay attention to the fact that Cole's healing was back to working fine.
"I mean now, now I know you can kill me. You actually might probably be the only person in our entire universe that can do so. And perhaps even in this next universe we're entering.
But at such a crucial point you made a mistake. Not a grave mistake, or a fatal one, but a mistake none the less…" Cole paused and watched with a smile as Azrael noticed he was healing.
"You got angry. You got real angry man, like hulk smash kind of angry. Like I was some little cockroach that you've tried to stamp out time and time again but couldn't.
I have to admit Azrael, I've never been in that sort of position before. Not when I was weak or trying to get strong. But now, whoo boy damn! I'm so pissed!
The things you did to me, they will leave a scar. And so I'm going to do something similar to you. I'll leave a scar so large in that emotionless heart of yours, that it'll make what those angels did to you look pale in comparison, you little science experiment!"
"Arghhhhhhhhh!!"
*Braa-Kram!*
A blazing purple bolt or lightning struck down from the sky to strike Azrael on his head. Cole had driven him over the edge, it seemed being called an experiment triggered him enough to attack without thought, But Cole had smashed through a few zombies as Azrael was kicking him around, enough time and opportunity to drain them on impact, regaining a bit of energy.
And right on time too, his demonic or rather now it should be Devil Constitution beat the poison, and assimilated it. Now if Azrael should stab that same poison into Cole's body, it would nourish not destroy it. But the energy he had gained was only enough for him to manipulate the [Storm Calling] technique.
The thing with the storm calling technique though, was the fact that the smaller the area it's used in, then the more concentrated the power. In retrospect, just as Cole had taken a beaten from a thousand shadows of Azrael, Azrael' just got shocked with the power of a hundred lightning. He could not go up to a thousand…..yet.
"Emotions are the enemy, if you say the system sent you after me then I believe it chose well. But I have doubts the system that sent you after me is actually the system at all, but even at that. A man without emotions going up against the Emotion Demon or Devil now rather. You counter me in everyway, and then you went and got frustrated and then you got angry.
I really can't explain it myself but…..where there are emotions, where my enemies are angry and hurt and scared and fierce! That's when I'm most powerful, and your anger, your wrath Azrael….it is…. Absolutely…. Delicious!"
Azrael watched as Cole licked his lips with a pitch black tongue, as his tattoos developed a reddish black sheen. All of a sudden Azrael felt empty, back to normal, his clarity returned to him, but at the same time he felt drained, weak.
[Your Wrath Has Been Eaten!]
For Cole the prompt was a lot different than what Azrael has seen.
[You Have Eaten Sin +800% to Energy and attack for the next 30s]
"Azrael…..buddy you need a therapist, what do you expect me to do with, This! Much! Anger!"
Cole asked as his body began to transformed, spurred on by his first time true ingestion of a person's emotions, the true face of his bloodline finally starting to reveal itself. It was a thing of art as Cole was transformed from the inside out, a wild grin on his face as he spilled red.
Something held Azrael in place, his mind lost in the change, and its connection to him. It was like looking at a mirror that revealed your deepest monsters, and right now Cole had become the manifestation of his wrath.
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